This is French comfort food in the perfect setting—casually formal (or formally casual), with white tablecloths, a pet-friendly terrace, and service more welcoming than Paris. Now open for brunch, Mon Chou Chou impresses with such fare as a smoked salmon omelet and Merguez sausage with sunny-side-up eggs and fiery harissa. Everything is a feast for the eyes as well: melted raclette slathered on a crisp baguette; cheery cassoulets in shiny cast-iron pots; steaks sizzling under a pool of maître d’hôtel butter. We’ve not yet had a plate that didn’t please the eyes and the palate. If you’ve been disappointed with lackluster crème brûlée, never fear: the texture, flavor, and delicious crackle are all here.